#he loves her so much. and he goes against everything for her and jack. the progression of stupid deadbeat

[wyllsravengard]

john in rdr1 is so special to me i feel crazuyzuzyszy

[cheapshrimpysheep]

You Will Stop the Wedding! - Riddle Rosehearts

SUMMARY: YOU were the one being kidnapped by Princess Eliza to marry her. How would he react and how would he save you? With the aggravation of he already having a crush on you.

CHARACTERS: Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Declaration

WORD COUNT: 800 words

Riddle Rosehearts / Leona Kingscholar / Azul Ashengrotto / Jamil Viper / Vil Schoenheit / Idia Shroud / Malleus Draconia

Rescuing You - Deuce Spade; Jack Howl; Floyd Leech; Kalim Al-Asim

COMMENTS: What have I done? Why did I commit to writing this? And why did I write so much? Why was I so inspired? There were seven of them! Why do I do this to myself? So yeah, this took me a long time. But I hope it was worth it, for me and for you.

CONTEXT: Someone was kidnapped to marry some ghost princess and might end up turning into a ghost too. And he just found out that someone was you.

OFF WITH HER HEAD!!! How dare they kidnap you?! His face immediately turns red with anger. Having discovered this at a Housewardens reunion, Kalim is trying to calm him down.

They manage to get him to control himself by saying that if he appears in front of the princess like an angry crazy person it could be worse for you. He shows that he was offended by the "angry crazy person" part, but begins to control his anger.

He, along with Ace, Rook and Epel, form the rescue group. And everything goes more or less as in the original story. The difference is that Riddle asks Ace to stop the ghosts instead of him volunteering to do so. This is because if only one of them can get to you, it will be him!

Like a rule-obsessed person, he waits for the right moment to step in and shout, "I OBJECT!" And he still tries to follow the plan of pretending to be in love with the princess for then putting the ring on her finger. But while he does this he ends up looking at you and at that moment all the false words escape him.

“I... can't do this. I can't lie like this.” He straightens up and looks at the princess very seriously. “The truth is, I'm not here for you, princess. I'm here for the person you kidnapped and are forcing to marry you.”

The princess begins to defend herself saying that she didn't kidnap anyone.

“ENOUGH!” His face was starting to turn red and his voice was starting to get rougher. “I'm tired of your delusional excuses. You will stop this wedding and give (Y/N) back to me!” He pulls out the magic pen and a battle ensues.

The other three still manage to join him, but end up losing the battle against the giant Guard. As with the others, the princess goes to them to slap them in the face for their insolence and to petrify them. But when she does it with Riddle... he can still move. Everyone gasps, including the princess. When the guards ask what's going on, the princess says it can only mean one thing.

Her slap is capable of petrifying anyone, except those who have already found their true love. The reaction from all NRC students is like "What the F-?!" And Riddle's reaction is getting his face red, slightly different from his usual red of anger.

She starts to feel sorry for herself and jealous of you for having someone who loves you so much to the point of doing all that and still being immune to her slap. While she is lamenting, the guard who is in love with her ends up declaring himself and such, and that ending of her discovering that she is also in love is what happens.

After everything, while the others are tidying up and cleaning the Cafeteria, you and Riddle leave the room to talk alone.

“I just wanted to clarify what happened.” He still couldn’t look at you. “About the things I said.” You ask if it was about that thing about him telling the ghosts to give you back to him. And he blushes. “Yes. I apologize. In no way was my intention to suggest that you were my property. That would be completely outrageous. But... I'm also not sure why I said those words specifically. I know there are more polite ways of saying what I intended but...”

“And what did you intend to say?” you ask. And to give him more confidence to tell the truth you add that you were very happy to see him showing up to rescue you. And about what the princess said about why he wasn't petrified by her. You say it in a way that conveys that your feelings could be mutual.

“I don't know about true love.” He says, finally looking at you. “But I know the anguish I felt when I found out what had happened to you. The anger I felt for what they did to you. And the fear I felt of losing you. I don't know if this is true love, but I know I've never felt and probably never will feel something so strong for someone who isn't more than a friend to me.” he takes your hands and takes them to his chest. “I wish I could say for sure that I love you, but that's what I need first: certainty. I've never felt this before and so I don't want to say something so meaningful without certainty.” He looks you in the eyes, with the most tender and sweet look and smile anyone could ever see on him. “But I do adore you.”

If you also declare yourself to him, it will be inevitable that your lips will meet each other.

If you would like to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

[gloryofdawn]

Pretty much everybody on Tumblr seems to look at Garrus and be like, "Hm, yes, the optimal love interest." And that's fair! Garrus is great. Date him if you want.

But goddamn, have I just always had brainrot for Shepard and Garrus platonically. Their dynamic is just so flawless. I have never believed a game more when it has told me "These two people are best friends." They are the most found family siblings I've ever seen.

Every party member in Mass Effect 1 (who lives) goes on to achieve greatness above and beyond pretty much any party member introduced in subsequent games (except that I do specifically think the human party members are outstripped by Mordin), but you get to watch it happen with Garrus and Tali because they never leave you. Garrus starts off as "That loose cannon cop who signed on to help get Saren." After Shepard dies, he decides he's just going to casually end organized crime and is alarmingly successful. When Shepard shows up again, Garrus' reaction is to fucking shoot them and then joke about it when they finally make it to him. Shepard deflects Garrus' near death experience by calling him ugly. During his loyalty mission, you have the opportunity to have some absolutely raw conversations with him about ethics and morality that you don't really ever see with another companion except Jack, and she basically completely ignores everything you say until you see her in 3. With Garrus, he'll resist what you're saying, but you can see him trying to find the line between justice and revenge, law and chaos. If you put him in charge of the second team during the suicide mission, you can see how much he's grown with you as he effortlessly coordinates his team with yours. And all that is just in Mass Effect 2.

Once you get to 3, you really start seeing it. Garrus has made his way up in the Hierarchy and is leading their efforts against the Reapers, just like Shepard. When you ask him about it, he immediately starts talking about it as the shared work you've had since the first game. No other companion identifies themselves with you through this struggle. Sure, other companions will mention the previous games and what you did with them, but there's always something else. Liara is the Shadow Broker now. Tali has the Geth to worry about. The Virmire Survivor is bound up in the Alliance and becoming a Spectre. Wrex has the Krogan. But Garrus? Garrus is here with you. He's standing right next to you, giving the Reapers his full attention. And as you go throughout the game, he's consistently the one there for you. When you're struggling to get the Council Races to work together, he's there. When things go tits up on Thessia, he's there. Even you're going into the final run, he's there. When the two of you die, if Turian heaven is the same as human heaven, he'll meet you at the bar.

There is no Vakarian without Shepard. There is no Shepard without Vakarian. These two soldiers are bound together with blood, sweat, and the sheer Terminator-grade determination to save the galaxy, no matter how much it kicks and screams. There is no fire they won't jump into for the other one, and they'll make fun of each other the whole way. There's no other relationship like it.

I'm Glory of Dawn, and this is my favorite platonic ship on the Citadel.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Hey Tate hope you’re doing well! Do you have any spicy headcannons of the Monster Trio + Law? Love your writings 😮‍💨

A/N: THANK U :D My stupid ass thought I already did this HA I didn’t though. I have a nsfw alphabet for these guys too in my drafts so I’ll try to make this one short (keyword: try) I gotchu tho thank u for requesting! Enjoy!:)

ALSO TYSM FOR 400 FOLLOWERS OMG🤍

General NSFW Headcanons for the Monster Trio and Law

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Ft. Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, & Law

CW: Just General Smut ig? Not too descriptive tho

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Sanji

He has the highest libido obvious fact is obvious out of all the men listed so if you’re his woman prepared to be harassed like a mf.

Okay not really harass but when he is feeling very needy he subconsciously touches you; lingering touches, hand on your waist, rubs your lower back. He doesn’t really realize he is doing either until you look up at his flustered face and tell him

Imma keep saying it: Sanji moans in French in your ear and it’s the hottest thing to ever experience

He loves to overstimulate and edge himself whether he is alone or with you he doesn’t care but if he’s with you than have fun because you’re ganna have tears running

Sanji enjoys seeing you wear lingerie. It’s almost like a kink/fetish to him and sometimes he just ends up having sex with you with it still on

Sanji loves having his fingers sucked. He didn’t realize he liked it so much until you did it once after he fingered you

Speaking of fingers: he absolutely loves seeing the sight of his ring and middle finger in your cunt. 12/10 experience and he can do it all day

He fingers you a lot while he cuddles you in bed. You’ll be half asleep and suddenly feel Sanji’s hands squeeze your breast and lazily rub your clit

Sanji does in fact believe your pleasure is more important than his so sometimes when he feels himself getting close before you he’ll pull out and use his tongue to pace himself

He loves kissing sm. Can you guess what kinda kissing? Yes, he loves to French kiss he can make out with you for hours and it really doesn’t get boring

He LOVES BOOBJOBS MORE THAN BLOWJOBS. It’s true he told me. He doesn’t care if your tits are huge like Zoro’s or small like mine if he can stick it in between he will. Bonus points if you decide to lick the tip as it comes close to your mouth

His favorite way of initiating sex is starting off with sensual massages. He’ll always start off so slow rubbing the warm oil on your body, his words are super sweet, but then eventually you’ll feel the pads of his thumb rub against your lower lips under the very small towel he gave you barely covering your butt anyways waiting for you to beg just a little for him to flip you over and go down on you. It ends being very messy I may make a Drabble of this

He jacks off a lot on the Sunny. He usually does it in the bathroom when everybody is distracted and not in the kitchen.

Sanji would make it clear to you that he wants YOU to come to HIM when you’re feeling needy. If he catches you masturbating without him he’ll feel like he isn’t satisfying you enough so he’ll ofc think it’s hot seeing you, but will be very pouty

He always enjoys the thought of being marked up by a woman so pls do it and leave hickies on him :( he wears button down shirts for a reason!

When Sanji first got a blowjob from a woman he cried after cuming in her mouth

Everything is very romantic and sensual with Sanji. A night with him will always be memorable

He is really good and fast learner of the woman’s body. He can find the G-Spot very quickly

Everytime they dock on a new island he sometimes try to see if they have a brothel, but never actually goes in he just wants to know they’re there. He doesn’t like the thought of paying for sex

He LOVES STRIP TEASES! Pushing him on his back and doing it on his lap really gets him going

Sanji’s favorite position is like a cuddle fuck; his body is wrapped and on top of you giving your deep hard thrust because he loves the noises you make right in his ear when he pushes inside you

He needs to hold hands—-when doing oral, when having sex he doesn’t care he needs to feel your hands

He gives the best tongue baths too. His tongue in general is a weapon in and of itself

Law

He has a pretty low libido, but it’s high when he’s stressed out or you manage to successfully tease him which is so difficult

He’s the biggest tease out of all of them though jackass

He only masturbates in the shower because he hates leaving an unnecessary mess to clean afterwards

When he feels needy which is rare he’ll make you work with him all day, getting up to hover over your body, and tell you stupid ass facts about the female anatomy (I’m sorry but Law has no clue how to flirt and yall will not fight me on this)

“You know an orgasm a day is healthy for women with cramps.”

“I don’t have any cramps right now.”

“That’s not the point—“

He hates the thought of a woman dominating him. He just does. He doesn’t mind you being on top, but just know he will be doing all of the work

Speaking of being on top thats his favorite position. He enjoys the sight of your body squirming on top of him

Law May not have a high libido but he’s an undercover pervert KSBSJSKSK

Law’s mind is so perverted pls. He has a really good poker face but when he sees your attempts in trying to seduce him all he can think about when you turn out the door in defeat is to pull you back and take you right there on the wall

Law can be kinda awkward he tries to initiate sex. Keyword though: TRIES. Usually it doesn’t take much for you to want to jump on his Dick but he doesn’t understand the power he has over you so when he makes an effort to be hot it’s so funny

“Law why are you shirtless in my room?”

“I thought you would like it—“

He’s a doctor so he knows the anatomy of a woman so him finding the clit or your sweet spot is never an issue

Law doesn’t like bald 🐱. He knows the importance of having pubic hair on a woman so if you ever feel like you need to shave he’ll tell you not to worry about it

The first day after meeting Luffy he room’ed you and him to a hotel and fucked you senseless out of frustration because he didn’t want to have to clean any messes in his room or office. You actually appreciated the Strawhats for that

Law gets so turned on with thigh high socks and a big tee shirt (bonus points if it’s his shirt) he just really likes it and when you tease him about it he gets so mad and pink

Law is a grunted and if you manage you grind or lick in the right direction he’ll grip any fatty part of your body and huff out your name

Loves when you take his hat to wear when you ride him

He enjoys shower sex alot. However he still likes to make you naturally aroused and not use the water as a lubricant

Law likes to hear what you want done to yourself by him so he’ll usually start teasing you and ask you to “use your words.”

He likes to make out with you with you straddling him while he grabs your thighs

His worse fear is being caught with you so if you have an exhibition kink you’re ganna be disappointed.

Luffy

His libido wasn’t high until he got with yo horny ass

He didn’t see the interest in sex. He knew what that was but didn’t care for it. But after you gave him head once and since he has an additive personality he is all for it.

I Like how a lot of people hc him as the type to blurt out when he wants to have sex so yes I hc that too. If you and him just had sex that morning and later that evening he wants it again, he’ll be like “Y/N tonight I want you in my room.” While just casually eating and announcing it during dinner with absolutely no shame

He knows what jacking off is and he doesn’t do it alot because he doesn’t really feel the need to. Only when he wakes up with a morning wood he’ll go to the bathroom (or under his covers) and take care of himself

Sex with Luffy is actually really fun! He likes trying new things each time and makes alotta funny remarks—

“Should I make my Dick get longer or thicker?”

“Luffy Just put it in!”

Luffy likes quickies A LOT. So expect to feel his stretchy arms pull you across the ship mid conversation to be took on the storage room wall.

He likes hitting it from the back. Luffy will use his arms to wrap around your body many times and just go ham from behind.

Speaking of going ham his stamina and impatience knows no bounds so you have to teach him the importance of foreplay because if not he will try and do it while you’re dry and nobody needs that.

Luffy has a really attractive voice when he is close to cuming. He’s very loud too so sometimes you have to make him suck on your fingers or kiss him to be quiet

Luffy is such a sloppy pussy eater and sometimes you Gatta bring his head back up because he will end up accidentally eating your ass if you’re not careful

He doesn’t know where the clit is and misses it a lot so you have to guide him

He likes to watch you masturbate. HE LIKES IT ALOT ALOT. He’ll catch himself resting on his elbows seeing you rapidly rub circles on your clit with a tent forming in his pants. He manages to ignore it a lot to demand commands from you

“Put two fingers in.”

“Use both hands.”

He bites you when he’s close to cuming. Fucking feral child

He doesn’t even like jacking off he wants you to do it for him while he’s still half clothed and you’re completely naked

He’s a pervert but he doesn’t know it KSHSJDKS

He likes seeing you in short skirts just to watch the bottom of it blow up to expose your little panties when you bend over

His head is always on, under , or hovering over your titties. Not even just when having sex just in GENERAL

He put his hat on you when you ride him

He also loves reverse cowgirl it turns him on sm seeing your ass bounce on his Dick :((((

Luffy enjoys hearing you moan “Captain” under him.

Absolutely the type to start having sex with you and immediately stop if he can

He can be going down on you, so super into it and you’re right at the brink of cuming when he just stops

“Lu—?!”

“LOOK WE MADE IT TO AN ISLAND!”

“IM NOT FINISHED YET?!”

He is a licker too. He will lick your face, body, he doesn’t give af and sometimes it’s not even sexual you can be eating a juicy fruit and he will lick the remainder juice off your cheek

He’s a really good kisser when he slows tf down. He usually tries to eat your damn face when he kisses you

Luffy kisses you out of excitement alot too.

He’s naturally touchy so he will always have you wrapped around his arms

He views sex as something similar to a conversation so sometimes you or Nami have to slap him when he exposes stuff you do in the bedroom

“And Y/N really likes when I shove my tongue in her—“

“LUFFY!”

He’s kinda a switch at heart? When he is on top he has such a raspy groan but when you’re on top he’s such a whiny little thing it’s so cute

Zoro

His libido is medium but he blames it on you lmao

“You’re the reason I’m like this.”

“You asked to eat MY pussy?!”

He makes you bite his sword. He loves hearing you moan but seeing you struggle to conceal them between your teeth looks even hotter tbh

He SOMETIMES knows where the clit is—he gets an attitude when you have to show him

“I knew where it was…”

“You were about to finger my ass—.”

He didn’t make a lot of noise at first, which kinda annoyed you because you could tell he was holding back so you started to suck his neck causing him to moaned out and it shocked you because it sounded so much more different than his natural deep voice

“Wh—what?!”

“Your moans are hot do it again…”

“GET OFF OF ME—“

He gets flustered so easily, sometimes all you have to do is compliment how strong he is and he wanna pounce on you.

Speaking of strength he absolutely has a size kink

He enjoys fucking you against a wall more than a bed

He also likes doing the 69 standing up this mf has no shame

Contrary to belief before he became a Strawhat he jacked off a lot. Then slowed down but then picked it back up when getting with you

Once again your fault somehow

He will not—for any reason—have you ride him. Everytime you try He just flips you over. It has nothing to do with being dom or sub because if anything he can be a bratty sub (SOMETIMES) but he just doesn’t want you on top. You’ve asked him about this and he just says “Because I’m always on top.” Like afucking child pouting

You really believe it’s because he can’t handle it

And it’s true

He don’t mind you riding his face though

That’s actually his go to when giving oral

He is another one that can start something and not finish it without being phased by it. He has done this to you a handful of times. Sometimes because he fell asleep or he was punishing you

Yes he has fell asleep when inside you or when giving your oral

He swears he has the best self control but once you start bending over wiggling that round jiggly ass of yours he loses all sense as a man

Booty Hunter Zoro is canon so not fight me on this

He is like Law. He doesn’t give af about a hairy 🐱. It’s not based on preference he’s just the type to be like:

“Open your legs.”

“I didn’t shave—-“

“I don’t give a fuck open your legs.”

He likes the feel of it Lowkey

Don’t make out with this man unless you wanna get fucked ok that’s the deal that’s just how he works

Like I said he isn’t loud but if you’re just feeling too good for him that one particular day he’ll groan continuously in your ear praising and degrading you

Doesn’t care if he gets caught

He does prefer a bigger woman only because he can manhandle them more and not worry about hurting you

He loves spreading you open very WIDELY and just jackhammering you.

Zoro doesn’t know how to be sensual if you hit him with it but he will TRY, HE WILL

He makes you cockwarm him a lot while you’re in the CN to help him have self control it’s the best and worse thing

He always wanted you to give him a blow job under the table while he is in a public restaurant but don’t know how to approach you about it

Will tongue kiss you with his cum still in your mouth

[kolsmikaelson]

— JACAERYS VELARYON NSFW ALPHABET

— a/n - have a soft spot for jace and heres what came of that :) special tag for @valeskafics bc she encouraged me to write this <3

— warning(s) - 18+ mdni, fem!reader, not proofread

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he’s so sweet and soft with you. if he’d been able to take his time with you he calls for a warm bath to be drawn and sits with you pressed against his chest until the water’s gone cold. if you’d been rushed he’d still clean you up with whatever he had or could find and would promise to take his time with you later <33

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

your tits. he loves anything to do with them, laying on them as he’s falling asleep, sucking on your nipples when you’re riding him, leaving hickeys and bite marks all over them. it’s one of his favorite things. his favorite body part of his would probably be his arms, like he can’t get over how strong he is and how easily he can toss you around

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he loves making you cum and then cumming inside of you and eating you out right after. he loves watching it drip out of you while he kisses at the inside of your thighs before eating you out and making you cum on his tongue again

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

loves people seeing you fuck but especially if it’s someone like aemond or aegon because he sees the way that they look at you and he feels so smug knowing that they can’t have you. except for the once or twice he gives in to you and lets one of them fuck you alongside him

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

not experienced at all. had no clue what he was doing because when he was younger he vowed to himself that because his future wife had to save herself for him that he should do the same for her

F = Favorite position ( goes without saying)

anything that has you on top of him because while he loves being able to throw you around he also loves it when you get dominant with him

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

in the beginning for sure but over time once he learns what he’s doing he’s not as goofy

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

carpet does match the drapes. he’s (surprisingly) quite well groomed. he’s not shaved completely but it’s all very neat down there

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

so so needy. he’s so in love with you and your body it’s like he can’t get enough of you. he’s on the rougher side but he always keeps your pleasure at the front of his mind and doesn’t care nearly as much about his own

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

jacks off so much when you’re just betrothed. he doesn’t want to dishonor you and do anything before the wedding so he keeps to using his hand until then

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

mommy and daddy kink. loves spitting in your mouth and on your pussy. loves choking but would rather be the one getting choked

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere you could get caught. he loves the idea of knowing that someone could turn a corner and find you shoved against a wall being fucked on his cock or on your knees gagging on him. aegon and aemond have both been victims of this and have both ended up fucking you too

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

everything about you gets him turned on. he loves it when you stand up for yourself against anyone but especially alicent or otto. he loves seeing you in red and black. and as basic as this is, he loves seeing you bent over because he usually gets a great view of your ass or your tits

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

there's not much he wouldn’t do honestly. the main thing i can think of is nothing to do with bodily fluids that aren't spit or cum. most other things he would at least consider before deciding

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

jace LOVES giving. he loves fucking your face but loves when you sit on his more. once he gets the hang of things? he’s a fucking god

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

so fast and rough and needy. he feels like he’s been waiting for you and to be able to fuck you for his entire life (you were betrothed for a matter of weeks) he’s like a dog in heat for a good while after getting married but eventually he can control himself more

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

loves them and wants them all the time. just about to leave for dinner? he’s got his fingers up your skirt and fucking into you within seconds. his mother wants to see him? she can wait he needs to fuck you before he goes

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

as long as he knows for sure you won’t get permanently hurt he’s game for a lot of things

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

god he can go for hours. he’ll start out fingering you before he moves on to fucking your face then eats you out and then finally he fucks you. he’ll do that for as long and you both can stand it

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

toys aren’t really a thing but he has heard a thing or two from aegons nights in the street of silk about jade being carved into the shape of a cock for women to use for their own pleasure. as discreetly as possible he has one made in a very similar shape and size as his. he surprises you with it one night and used it on you for what felt like forever

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

oh he’s the king of teasing you. will do anything to get under your skin

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he’s not super loud but he’s not super quiet either. he grunts and groans and whimpers more than anything

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he had one of his best orgasms the time that daemon walked in on the two of you. he stood in the doorway smirking as jace fucked into you

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

pretty nice in length, a bit above average and he has a gif but of girth to him too. it curves to the right just slightly

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

so high. he wants to be inside of you all the time. when he’s away for something rhaenyra needed from him he’s thinking about you as he fists his cock every chance he gets

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

passes out so quick, like within minutes. after all he is just human. after all this hours of taking you apart he’s worn out

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[thesupreme316]

hiiiiii I hope you have a amazing day,

I was wondering how the Aew boys react if someone try to use you against them like during the matches with them or in backstage with them busy with a other match ( like the attacker interrupt the match to show you being attacked) , I hope this makes sense 😭

i gotchuuuuu sweetheartttt

AEW Stars React To: You Being Attacked by Their Opponents

Pairings: Kenny Omega X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader, Hook X Reader, Darius Martin X Reader, Nick Wayne X Reader, Daniel Garcia X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader

Word Count: 1.2K

Supreme Speaks: Thanks to anon for this request (YALL KEEP EM COMING), this was really fun and a little bit different than how I typically post these. please know that you are loved and appreciated

Warnings: ANGST and fluff but ANGST, GIFS are NOT mine, not proofread

Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @wwenhlimagines @eddie-kingstons-wifey @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom

**Every person has their own backstory (in a wrestling world where I am a fantastic booker/producer) and the person who attacked them are in ()**

Eddie Kingston (BCC)

This happened during Eddie’s match against Christian Cage

Eddie didn’t want you out there in fear that Christian might rizz you up (or even Luchasurus no judgment)

So as he’s about to finish the match; the titantron shows up with you on the floor as Wheeler Yuta and Claudio tower over you

Eddie goes berserk; he no longer cares about the match; fuck the match

He leaves the match to rush to your aid with a kendo stick; whacking and cursing anyone who dares get in the way

He gets to you and hits Claudio and Wheeler as they run away; he holds you with so much care and curses himself out too

“Fuck Claudio and his Yorkie bitch! Fuck, I should have kept an eye on you doll. I’m sorry, it’s my fault”

Legit feels bad about the situation (it almost reduces him to tears) as you are put in an ambulance

Looks at Mox and says “You betta pray that she’s okay or Renee won’t be able to recognize her husband”

Darius Martin (Kingdom)

Okay hear me out; the Kingdom attacks you and then throws you on stage during Darius’ match to distract him

He looks at Action Andretti and Matt Sydal as they tell him to check on you; Darius goes with you backstage as doctors check on you

He’s silent….which is unusual and almost unsettling for you; he’s really taking everything to heart and is angrily simmering

“I’m so sorry that they dragged you into my mess, but I promise I will fix this”

He really feels remorseful about everything and certainly disappointed with himself that he allowed this to happen

Next week; he comes out with a chair and whoops ass

But I think he would go so far to the point where Andretti and Matt have to come out and say stop

He calms down and sits with you backstage for the rest of the show (he prolly will never take his eyes off you again)

Hook (Jack Perry)

Mans is fucking up everyone in sight

Bad enough that Jack took his title and refused to give him a rematch; so Hook is wrestling a jobber

As Hook has his opponent in the Redrum; Jack pops up on the screen with Anna Jay who is just choking you out (wish it was me)

Hook keeps the submission on long enough for the bell to ring before zooming backstage; just as Anna and Jack getaway

He is livid and starts throwing people left and right until he realizes that you are still on the ground

I think he feels exposed at the fact you were attacked cause he really does care about you

He helps you up and is visibly upset; vows to get revenge but then has a better idea

Two weeks later; he returns with you in tow and you two start WHOOPING THOSE TRICKS (to the point where the FTW championship is on the line in a tag team match; ex Edge and Kelly Kelly vs Dolph Ziggler and Laycool)

Nick Wayne (Swerve)

THIS SWEET BABY

He honestly doesn’t know what to think (and what he did to deserve Swerve hating him so much)

I feel like as soon as he sees your unconscious self on the screen, he would immediately dash backstage (like Eddie)

He would run up to your body “Y/N! Are you okay?” Before getting attacked by Swerve and AR Fox; who would then be run off by Best Friends

As he falls to the ground and when he wakes up, Nick would think that he’s a failure (DESPITE NOTHING IS HIS FAULT)

It would really take you constantly reassuring him that he was fine and nothing is his fault

“Yeah sure, but if I can’t protect you from attacks; then what kind of a man and wrestler am I?”

Like Darius, Nick would never allow you to leave his sight

Not until he ended this feud with Swerve

Kenny Omega (Will Ospreay)

Kenny would be that person who would just fill his mind continuously

During his match against Jon Moxley (sorry), The United Empire shows up with you about to go through a table

He turns his attention as Jon rolls him up and wins; Kenny immediately runs to the back

The Bucks attack the group and you are dropped on the floor (not through the table); you have no injuries

As he approaches backstage, mans is worried and anxiety has filled his body

Subconsciously declares war with Opsreay and will allow guilt to take over his mind

“I swear to you that Ospreay, that son of a bitch, will pay for this shit. And he will literally pay for your therapy (bitch take the free therapy plz)”

So much to the point where he’s not smiling anymore and treats every match like a deathmatch

Tbh, as long as Will shows up, Kenny will attack him without fail

Ricky Starks (CM Punk/The Factory)

OKAY LISTEN TO ME I believe that CM Punk would do some fucked up shit (as a true heel)

So during after Ricky’s match on Collision (who hasn’t seen you all night), Punk would show the footage of you being attacked by The Factory

But then he would say; “but that was earlier tonight”

And then BAM Punk attacks Ricky from behind and leaves him the ring

Ricky is upset at himself for not recognizing that you were missing all night and mad that he allowed Punk to attack him and you

Immediately checks on you and apologizes profusely

“I’m so sorry; I should have noticed, I should have made sure you were beside me-” “Ricky, you have been saying I’m sorry for the past hour” “Because I am!”

Would cut a vicious promo on Punk that embarrassed and angered him at the same time

Vows to get his revenge and starts it by attacking Punk

Daniel Garcia (Chris Jericho)

OKAY WOULD LOVE TO DO A POST ON HOW I WOULD BOOK DANNY’S EXIT FROM JAS

Danny is on the verge of leaving the JAS due to differences and Chris’ power trips, and you are his escape from it all

Chris knows this and tries to use it to his advantage; he tries to talk to you about Danny and keeping him in the JAS

To which you disagree and say it’s his decision; to which he got angry….and to which he may or may not have hit you with the baseball bat (CAUSE HE’S A JACKASS)

All of this was shown during Daniel and Sammy’s tag team match; Danny immediately jumped down from the apron (essentially leaving Sammy hanging) and ran to the back

He would be so angry that he would quit the JAS right then and there

Time skip, you were okay; when Danny told you the news, you were happy but you wouldn’t show it to him, asking him if he was sure

“Y/N, your safety, and well-being is more important to me than Jericho’s trash ass club. And it always will be.”

The following weeks are filled with confrontations until Daniel joins the BCC (who are not complete assholes in this universe)

HES FREE

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk

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hi love, can i request a Shelby sister fic where she’s kind of like sandie (last night in soho) where she dreams of making it big as a showgirl and she meets a man who promises her the world kind of like a pimp. she gets caught up in that showgirl life and her brothers do everything to stop her and she like loses it basically the plot of last night in Soho pretty much (re writing it cause i keep checking!)

Warnings : physical violence, prostitution, blood, murder, basically all the stuff that goes on in the movie.

A/N : i wrote half of this in class lol, i wish i could have posted it when you sent the request again but i had lots of homework. Anyways, i hope i didn't dissapoint. ❤❣

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"Close your eyes."

You can't. they're going to be looking back.

"Y/n, close your eyes!"

You can't.

"I said, close your fuckin' eyes."

"I fucking can't." You hurl the words out of your mouth like a rabid dog's bark.

You can't close your eyes. All you see is their faces. The faces of the men that used your silence for their own selfish pleasures. You couldn't close your eyes because all you could see was their slashed faces, more specifically, the blood gushing out, their irises wide, your own disgusting reflection firing in their terrified eyes and those tears that never seemed to dry.

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A few days ago, you were at your last straw, you were fighting that urge, that last one, the one that needed to go the most.

You hurried up the stairs, the soles of your feet stinging with every step you took. your hand took ahold of the handle, enhancing your balance and so, propelling you forward,helping you gain a few more crucial seconds, you hurried to the room, shutting the door closed just in time for him to get to you. You locked the door and pressed your back against it.

A loud bang vibrated the door you were leaning against. Startled, your heart thudded every time his fist collided with the wood.

Another bang sounded...And another one.... relentless and eager to get you to die. Your body shook to your core and you squeezed your eyes tight, the blue and the red lighting of the bistro still seeping through your shut eyelids.

You needed an escape. You needed to-

"Open this fucking door, you whore. You know you did this to yourself, now open this fucking door."

You needed to kill him. That's it.

You marched to the bed, tucking your hand under the pillow to retrieve the knife you so long hid under there. Your little protector. Your fingers tightly squeezed the handle and you walked back to the door, your hand eagerly pushing the handle down.

That's it. I'm doing it. I'm killing him.

As the door frame swung open, your agent, Jack, stood at the door, only his silhouette was apparent, his head was cocked to the side, he stared at you. Although his eyes were shadowed by his propelled brow ridge, you knew that he was staring. because you knew him. And you held the knife even closer to you. And you would've used it, if he hadn't barked at your face.

"You know you deserve it, slut."

You froze at the comment, not that it's the first time you heard it, it's the shock that comes with it every time, the sudden realization of your current situation, where you'd gotten and where you w-

A sudden ache etched from your jaw when Jack's palm violently made contact with it, snapping you out of your thoughts and sending you backwards, with a sudden rush of adrenaline.

You were more than ready to fight. but you needed not to die first.

You shifted away as Jack stormed over to you, bending down swiftly take ahold of your footbut your good reflexes were even faster, you kicked him backwards, hard. Hard enough to have him staggering.

"Stop it, slut." Jack's hand swung again, grabbing your ankle, hindering you from kicking again.

"Leave. Me. Alone." Your hand scrambled around for the knife that fell from your hand earlier but you got interrupted when jack's body suddenly jolted forward, crashing over your own body, squeezing the air in your lungs shut.

"I got him."

A voice that sounded like a divine presence spoke and you recognized it right away, hoarse and angry. You just couldn't bel-believ-believe....Or brea-breathe..

As the man's doubled weight got lifted off of you, you drew the deepest breath in, still unable to process or comprehend what had just happened.

"It's okay, sweetheart, we're here now."

Your eyes followed the voice, and figures of the Shelby brothers seemed to stand by the door, like angels guarding god's little creatures. One of them, Tommy, who reached his hand out for you. But still frozen, you didn't take it.

"It's okay, honey, he's gone." As you were unresponsive, He scooped you up from the ground you laid on.

"It's okay, honey, he's gone."

From the corner of your blurred eyes, you saw Jack's cadaver being kicked and spat on. You'd smile. But your jaw was too numb.

"It's ok-"

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"it's okay, Sweetheart."

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and you turn the other way, facing away from him.

A very frustrated sigh leaves his lips. He's still calm, though. "I told you i won't let anything like this ever happen to you again, sweetheart. I'm here now."

A second later the bed frame roars and Tommy is hugging you from the back;

For a very quick second you're about to startle, but Tommy proceeds by softly whispering into your ear first, "It's okay. It's just me." His arm envelops your chest, sending the warmth of his body vibrating into yours.

"I see them too. They may not be the same people but i see them too. Im here.".

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Hello, yall, i will be changing accounts soon. I'm going to start writing on the other one, if yall have any requests, please go on that one. ❤️❤️❤️🥀🥀🥀

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HEARTLESS 💔 - PART SEVENTEEN

Agent Whiskey (Jack Daniels) x f!reader

Summary: the morning after the night you and the cowboy spent together had everything to be full of love, but a visit is going to ruin your plans

(this is the seventeenth chapter of the HEARTLESS 💔 series)

• Part one to sixteen on my MASTERLIST

Warnings: sad thoughts, mentions of depression, mentions of suicide attempt, fluff, angst, mom!reader

A/N: what can I tell you besties? I know it took me a long time but here's our cowboy for another ride... some of you didn't like the angst was back, but well, we know their love is stronger than anything that goes on, right?!

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"I love you"

Those three simple words echoed through the cowboy's head as he watched you close your exhausted eyes and drift off to sleep. He pulled you closer to him, your head resting against his chest, heart beating fast, nose buried into your beautiful hair while his hands rubbed your back and traced invisible patterns all over your skin while he thought of everything that went on between the two of you. He had exhausted you, hell, he was exhausted himself and yet he couldn't fall asleep, the emotions of the latest events still running through his veins like adrenaline stopping him from simply closing his eyes and relaxing. You loved him, he knew that, in fact, everyone did, even though the heartbreak you had was the biggest, saddest and most intense situation you had ever gone through, it still wasn't enough to erase the feelings you felt for a certain cowboy; just as his desperate, pathetic and insisting trials of moving on, forgetting about you or even trying to hate on were just as big of a failure as he was. He loved you deeply, simply and raw. The kind of love that unabled him from moving on, from trying again, the kind of love that took away all the thrill in going out for one night stands like he often did before you walked into his life. The kind of love that made him think it wasn't worth living anymore, not while he was lacking that love, when he made the worst mistake of his life, choosing his own grief over his actual family, too scared to move on and being trapped in the past because it didn't scare him as much, when he thought the safest for the three of you would be going separate ways, so you wouldn't hurt him with the constant memory of his first wife and unborn son, so he wouldn't torture himself with the fear of betraying her memory and not being able to be there wholeheartedly for you and your son. He was scared, not only that, he was terrified and in his clouded judgment, he really believed he was doing the right thing, of course now he had a healthier mindset he could clearly see the kind of shit he engaged himself into and nearly lost for good the chance of being happy once more. He loved you so much, but he realized he had always taken it for granted, assuming you would always be around, and once he kicked you out of his life, a part of him assumed - and even hoped for - there would be a return; that you would crawl back to him, beg him to take you and your son back, but he was proven wrong once more when he met your power, your strength, and just then, when he didn't have you, he realized how much he truly loved you. Perhaps it was because of all the years of loneliness that followed the death of his wife and son, and Jack associated love with absence, that was one of the fruity, fancy things his therapist had said. He had tried several times starting therapy, but he never really engaged in it, he never really cared for it, and he was so sure it wouldn't be different when Champ set his cards on the table and told Whiskey would get only a suspension, therapy sessions and a shitty excuse of being brain damaged after being shot in the head, instead of being fired from the Statesman, kicked out like an old dog and sent to prison. At that moment, Jack sort of thought that was exactly what he deserved.

He was hopeless, knowing that he had made the worst mistake of his life, pushing away the family God had gifted him, his second chance of being happy and protecting the ones he loved and yet, he had been blind to see it. At that point of his life, his son growing from a tiny little dot in an ultrasound, to a small baby and finally evolving into a cute toddler he couldn't lie to himself any longer, not like when he told himself that dropping amounts of cash in your bank account here and there were enough. He knew they weren't. For the first time, he understood the weight of the stares and the silent judgments from people around him: Helen, his sister, Champ, Ginger, Tequila. It was no secret what happened, and it was also no secret he had made his family go away.

He was lost, he was lonely, he didn't have anything to live for. He thought that by sabotaging the mission he would be able to finally get some sort of revenge over whoever killed his wife and son - the cops could never identify them - but when he had the control of the situation, even for a brief period of time, he didn't feel anything, he was numb. Perhaps the excuse they came up with for the official Statesman reports wasn't so wrong, maybe Jack had had some kind of brain damage because of the shot, the first evidence would be Ginger resetting his memory by using a picture of you and Wyatt; he never knew how she got that picture of the two of you in the first place, his guess would be you being under the Statesman's protection program that covered the agent's families.

When he woke up from his comatose, he was so full of energy, as if he was twenty something again; seeing that hot chick in a lab coat with that sterile environment around that was somehow both so familiar and yet completely unknown to him, all he felt like doing was jumping off that bed and wooing her into bed with him, that was when she showed him a picture of a pretty lady. He looked at her, she was gorgeous, he knew he had seen her before but he couldn't remember at all. The lab coat lady watched him with confusion but took another picture out of her pocket and the moment Jack laid eyes on it, it felt like his head was exploding. Everything coming back to him at the same time, all of the memories returning, the tragedies, the happy moments, broken hearts and mended hearts all at once. His head was pounding as if someone pierced through his skull with a knife until he was brought back into his senses, but then, he was numb again.

He was numb because he had lost two families, one of them was taken away from him and the other he had pushed it away, and he would never forgive himself for that. He was a broken man, he was hopeless, he was a coward. He had tried ending his miserable, empty and useless life a couple of times, but he was just too much of a coward to do it right. It was like he somehow asked for help, when he thought he only deserved to be six feet under. He had no reason to live, so he took the opportunity he needed in order to try his final act. He went after Eggsy and Harry, knowing eventually someone would stop him. Deep down, Jack knew his plan was kind of stupid and it didn't even make that much sense, but he had to tried, in his mind, the best case scenario was someone ending his everlasting pain and he could finally find peace, and he was sure he was going to make it, the moment his lasso got stuck and he was meeting the meat grinder, he closed his eyes, praying it would be painless and fast, and the last image that crossed his mind was you.

You running to him like you often did, getting off Silver Pony and rushing to meet him, wrapping your arms around his neck and crash your lips gently for a welcome home kiss. This time, however, Wyatt would be with you, looking exactly like he did the last time Jack decided to follow the two of you through the street, and his heart tightened, it was too fast for him to notice it had been you, and not his late wife that crossed his mind in his final moments, and his heart tightened, he didn't have time left, but perhaps in the afterlife, he would be as happy as he could've been with you and your son.

And then that young man pulled him back.

His cowboy hat had already been shredded when he felt himself being lifted up and taken away from that real life nightmare. Whiskey knew he wasn't the best person in the world and he had had his fair share of bad actions, but he didn't think he deserved to die that way, not in such a cruel and gruesome way, that would be heartbreaking to everyone. He couldn't even imagine how Helen or his beloved sister would take the news that they couldn't even see his body because technically there wouldn't be much left of him, so for that, he was relieved. His memories of that day were kind of foggy, after he'd been knocked out by Eggsy, he only woke up at the Statesman's headquarters.

The first few days after the mission were pretty odd, everyone stared at him as if he was a traitor, and to be honest he was, not to Statesman, it wasn't anything personal, he would always love that company, the people who worked there and also his job, but he had betrayed himself. Whenever he walked down the hallways for his humiliating therapy sessions, he thought about how he needed to see you, but there was no way he could find you at that moment, not with the surveillance Champ had placed behind him all the time, after what happened, he worried the other agents would assume he was going to try to harm you and Wyatt somehow.

So Jack went to therapy instead, at first thinking he was just wasting his time and rolling his eyes at everything the therapist said, that until his words began hitting him deep, and slowly the cowboy started opening up, and before he could tell, the tears ran freely down his cheeks as he poured his heart out, in hopes he could be fixed.

All that painful path was what led Jack back with his family, after doing things wrong like he very often did, he managed to crawl back into your heart, after he showed you he loved and cared so much about you, despite being a dick, and you also gave in, because you were tired of fighting off the feelings you had for him and above all, the longing to have a real, stable family with him, so he cherish and appreciated those moments, even if they still seemed too good to be true, he vowed himself to make you happy for the rest of your life and never take you and Wyatt for granted. In the painful memories, his arms tightened the grip around you, making sure you were there, safe in his embrace and you shifted softly, smiling at the fact you had always had a deep sleep.

He watched you as you slept, he had always loved doing that, seeing your chest raising up and down at your calm breathing, he rested his head on him, closing his eyes and concentrating into your heartbeat, you were alive, well, in his arms, that cowboy couldn't wish anything else in his life, and yet, he did. He had one more desire, something you had already denied, you'd been adamant about it even, but that all had happened before you had changed your mind, before you broke the cowboy hat rule and told him you wanted to be with him, you wanted your family to work. He wanted a baby with you, another member of the Daniels family, he wasn't in a hurry, now that he had you and that you weren't going anywhere, now that you were staying next to him, watching Wyatt grow up and taking care of him. He wanted to make things right, like he was supposed to have done it once you two were together at first, he should've stepped in, become a man and treated you exactly the way you deserved it: like his wife.

And once you two were settled on that, he wanted you to have another baby, a baby girl if he could choose, because that cowboy wouldn't resist a tiny little princess looking like her mommy, the love of his life. He just knew, without even trying too hard that the moment that little girl opened her eyes, she would have that old cowboy wrapped around her tiny little finger in a heartbeat. He chuckled at the mere picture of it, shifting your body so you would lay your back on the mattress and rested his head on your stomach, closing his eyes as he imagined and prayed hard a little dot could be growing inside of your womb already. He just wanted to be there for you, for Wyatt and for the new baby you could maybe have together. His lips trailed a path of kisses right under your belly button, his mustache tickling your skin softly, but not enough to wake you up.

"Come to us soon, my baby" he whispered into your womb and fell asleep.

•••

You washed your face with fresh water and stared at yourself in the mirror, liking what you were seeing: no dark bags under your eyes, silky hair looking good after your brushed it - after all, your cowboy had a huge soft spot for your hair - and a glow that you recognized from the times you were feeling extremely happy and alive. Giggling as you analyzed yourself in the mirror, you could see the marks that hungry cowboy had left on you. You neck marked with a trail of hickeys that drove you insane at the moment you got them; feeling another wave of warmth down your core, you decided not to cover it up with makeup or any accessory, there was no need to it, after all, you and your son would be staying on the ranch for the next days and it was so secret to anyone there - or anyone outside of it once you returned to the city - you were the cowboy's and he was yours.

It was madness to think that everything you felt the night before could become a routine like it had been once, that all the pleasure Jack gave you, he could give you again over and over every single day; that man could be a little distant if one didn't know him yet, but from the moment you get to know him and he takes a like on you, Jack Daniels vows himself to please you as best as he can. It wasn't different with you, he knew exactly what to do to you, your weak spots, it was his sweet way of domination, and now that you woke up drunk in love, you would be glad to let that man dominate you for the rest of your life.

Jack was still sleeping when you exited the bathroom, his face buried deep into your pillow, making you giggle, he had always been a needy sweet man after all. You lifted the blankets and got rid of your slippers so you could join your cowboy in bed when soft knocked interrupted you; you widened your eyes, knowing it could only be your son. A wave of guilt rushed through your body as you hadn't even thought of him for the past hours, being so deep into the experience you shared with your man, but thinking about it, Wyatt was safe and sound, asleep after the best weekend of his little life and his mommy and daddy did deserve some time on their own.

You opened the door to him, smiling as your son hugged your waist and giggled

"Hi mommy!" He said with his sweet bright eyes, not letting go of you until you took him into his arms and lifted him up. Wyatt looked inside the room curiously and gasped as he saw his daddy asleep, staring into his eyes he giggled "why did you have a sleepover with daddy and not me, mommy?" He tilted his head and wrapped his tiny arms around your neck "I miss you mommy" he whispered into your ear and snuggled and you felt like your heart was bursting with love. Your son was just so sweet and adorable and you also missed him, it had been just the two of you against everything and everybody for most of his life and you saw it then that the two of you missed it.

"I miss you too very very much, my little cowboy… would you like to snuggle with mommy and daddy some more?" You asked and he nodded eagerly, not letting go of you even if his little life depended on it. You got yourself under the blankets, your son immediately tucked between you and his daddy, but he was facing you, staring at you with his beautiful, soft eyes "you are so pretty mommy" he said sweetly and rested his face against your chest falling asleep.

Jack chuckled and looked at you "seems like you found your love bug, sugar" he winked and ran his fingers through Wyatt's curls, looking at his son with pride in swallowing his heart. You took Jack's hand, entwining your fingers together and sighing "you're so handsome, I hope you know that" you whispered and pecked his neck gently, loving the taste of his skin, just like you love everything else about your sweet cowboy. Whiskey could see how sleepy you were and smiled gently at you "sleep sugar, rest and close your beautiful eyes that I'll be here when you wake up" your cowboy's silky voice was enough to soothe you and make you close your exhausted eyes, falling asleep with your lovely little family.

•••

Wyatt shook his head and frowned confused at the words he had just heard, he had even stopped nibbling on the delicious bread and butter during his breakfast.

"No grandma, daddy loves me!" He said confused and looked up at the older woman, who chuckled and shook her head, you mom just rubbed his back gently and sighed

"I'm sorry baby boy, but daddy doesn't love you.. as grandma said, when mommy had you in her belly, he told mommy to leave and said he never wanted to see you or her again! He doesn't love mommy either, daddy is very selfish and he only cares about himself. Mommy didn't even let grandma come to your birthday party because of him" she said but Wyatt refused to believe her, his daddy loved him and he knew it.

"Why wasn't your daddy around you? Because he didn't love you nor mommy" she shrugged and he jumped off her lap "no, you are lying, grandma!!!"

"I'm not! Don't be a naughty boy!" She censored him raising her voice at the same time you and Jack came downstairs. He had his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and pinching your sides playfully making you giggle and squirm. Jack had his hat in his free hand and he only had eyes for you, however, he noticed immediately how your soft and carefree expression changed into a frown and your jaw clenched, but before he could say anything else, the two of you were welcomed by your son's cries as he looked at you

"It's not true, grandma! Mommy, tell grandma it's not true!" He whined and clung to you, looking up at Jack with eyes filled with tears and sniffling sadly.

Your mom just laughed softly and shrugged "I didn't lie my love, I wish I did but it's the truth" and then she eyed you up and down, the disgust in her face at the clear proximity to the cowboy, how his hand still lingered on your hips and of course how you hadn't even bothered to cover up the hickeys he had left along your skin, she couldn't believe and accept you were back with that man already, and in her twisted mind, she needed to do something about it.

"What did you tell my son, you witch? Huh? My little cowboy was perfectly fine earlier this morning, he was happy and chirping like a damn little bird and now he's crying? What did you do?!" Jack roared, his fatherly instincts kicking in the moment he saw the distress, and knowing how his mother-in-law hated him and apparently wouldn't even spare her own grandson from her petty feelings. The woman just laughed again and folded her arms

"What do you think I said?! I told him the truth about how his daddy had a family he loved very much, the only family he ever loved and when he lost them, he just got another replacement which was his mommy but when she got pregnant with Wyatt, he told her to go away because he didn't love her or her son, he just loved his other family" she shrugged and looked at him. You thought Jack was about to explode, you had never seen him so angry, his face was livid, red with anger and if he could would've attacked her right there and then, but he used all his strength to hold himself back. At the same time you asked your mom harshly what she was doing there, the three of you were stopped by Wyatt's loud sob. He looked up at his dad as tears ran down his face and he cried his little heart out.

"I-Is it true daddy? You don't love me? You love your other family?"

And Jack's heart shattered as hard as he had never felt before, it felt it had been ripped off his chest and shredded to pieces, he couldn't handle the disappointment and hurt into his son's eyes, and all because of him. He shook his head and got on his knees, bloody red eyes full of tears, staring into his son, he tilted his head at the same time his strong hands pulled Wyatt closer "n-no son, daddy loves you and mommy, more than anything. There was a family yes, but they are gone and daddy made a lot of mistakes but I've never stopped loving you, I-"

His heartfelt words were interrupted by the quarrel you and your mom initiated, if Jack was able to control his anger, you couldn't say you owned the same skill he did, quite the opposite, you were shaking with anger and all you could see was your son's hurt feelings, if you felt that way, you couldn't even believe how your cowboy must have felt. Not only that, how your poor son must've been hurt by it, his daddy had been his world ever since they met and now, after your mom's venomous words your son cried his little heart out.

Wyatt couldn't handle that, he liked to see his mommy and daddy happy, playing with him and not crying and yelling at his grandma, so he turned around and ran outside the door, wanting to find the only thing that could calm him down.

You cried and tried controlling your anger, no matter how many times Jack had held you by the waist and tried to convince you to stop yelling and causing a scene, but you couldn't rest and stop until you saw your mother out of Jack's ranch, only when you couldn't see her car down the road was when you felt a little better, still you had a lot of damage control. You cried with anger and sadness, your mom had no right to do what she did, she could hate your future husband as much as she wanted but she could not bring her grandson into it. The way your sweet little boy cried was haunting you and how hurt his poor little heart was. Jack was at a loss of words, he hated he had disappointed his son that way; he felt like a complete failure as a man, and as a father. He couldn't even think of how he ever wanted to have another child, if he could barely handle the one son he already had. You paced the kitchen and finished your glass of water, sighing relieved as Jack walked inside. You frowned softly "where's Wyatt?!" You questioned him and he just mumbled something about him being outside playing with Silver Star.

"Is everything okay?" You asked even though you knew everything was not okay, everything was far from okay, after your mom waltzed into your seeming perfect happy ending and screwed things up; even Jack changed his demeanor, if before he was just all lovey dovey towards you, now it was clear he needed some time on his own. He turned around and faced you, frustration was written all over his face, his body was so tense it was visible so he just clenched his jaw before sighing "Wyatt won't talk to me, you should check up on him, maybe he'll talk to you…" after all your mother fucked it up that was what he wanted to say, but he knew it would be mean, that wasn't himself talking, it was his anger and he could see you were just as stressed as you were, it was not fair he would take it out on you, you didn't deserve this. Jack cleared his throat and looked at you with much softer eyes, taking a step forward and wrapping his arms around you, his embrace was comforting and soothing, as he rubbed your back up and down

"Talk to him, sugar, maybe he won't hate me if you do…" his voice cracked and so did your heart; you couldn't accept your mom was such a heartless person who was willing to end your family's happiness like that, you needed to do something about it.

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[zalrb]

for your recent ask on how to build relationships in movies where you used willabeth as an example i was just thinking of them as i read ur post lmao! what do u think are some underrated aspects of their relationship in the films ? and if you had to pick a favorite film of the potc trilogy based on just willabeth, which would you pick?

Oh, yay! A Willabeth ask!

AWE automatically wins on "At Wit's End" (aka "Will and Elizabeth's love theme") alone. That is the soundtrack to a cosmic, epic, transcendental, soul-moving, earth-shattering love story, that is the epitome of a romantic composition, it is everything. Like just listen.

But I mean, the scenes that they have in this movie?

I'm not sure that there's anything that shippers find underrated about them, it would just be in response to Sparrabeth shippers or people who are anti-Willabeth, which I just don't find merits a response but something I do quite enjoy about the Willabeth love story is the role Jack plays in it and how his respective bonds with Will and Elizabeth actually reinforce that love story:

Like, Jack helps Will come to terms with his parentage and history

and therefore who he is and Will, in turn, saves Jack from the gallows.

Elizabeth has faith in Jack, tells him he’s a good man, helps him see the morality of situations

and Jack does prove her right in Dead Man’s Chest by coming back to help the crew but I think the most significant way he proves her right is by going against a desire he wanted for all of At World’s End so he can do right by Will (and it actually goes further than his desire throughout At World’s End but to a fundamental passion like he sold his soul to Davy Jones to get the Pearl, that’s how much he loves the sea)

and then you had Jack speaking to Elizabeth’s desire for freedom

and encourages her obtainment of that freedom, of that agency, of that power

which ultimately leads back to her choosing to love and be with Will

which, despite what antis say, isn't a regression. The trilogy begins with seeing her discomfort in "polite society" and feeling pressured into doing what's expected i.e. an engagement to Norrington

which includes hiding her fascination with pirates as well as her feelings for Will

the two things are interconnected. In fact, when we see her being chastised for not behaving the way she should, it's when she's too intimate with Will

Her interest in pirates is signified with her keeping Will's medallion

her choosing Will is also her choosing her own freedom

Will even teaches her how to fight

and throughout the trilogy, it's them discovering more facets of themselves i.e. Will reunites with his father, Elizabeth actually gets to be a pirate but what even got them on those journeys was trying to find/help the other so they can be together

and those layers just bring them back together stronger. This has always been the point

This also isn't exactly underrated but I find when I go into the tag, there's a lot of emphasis on what Will does for Elizabeth, how he supports her, how in love with her he is, how devoted to her he is and I completely understand why but also Elizabeth's devotion to Will deserves a spotlight as well.

Going to fight undead pirates alone to save Will

Being both surprised and upset at Will even considering that she could be in love with Jack

Giving away the entire plan because she couldn't feign disinterest when Sao Feng acted as though he'd stab Will

Having to literally be carried away by Jack when Will was stabbed

Even the smaller, in between things like Will shouting at Elizabeth to shoot at the barrels of rum but her refusing because he was still caught in the net.

I just love them so much.

[immediatebreakfast]

I love how Renfield is the oldest (59) and Mina is very likely the living youngest, and yet they bond so well. (It reminds me how well Mina befriended the 99 year old Mr Swales that he sought her company and felt care for her.) It probably contributed that Jack may have experience with interacting with "madmen" and studying, Mina had lived with and loved a "madman".

It's truly incredible how a simple conversation between an old man in physical cell, and a young woman in a mental cell put such a dent in the Count's plans that he had to flee to Transylvania once it was clear that nothing would stop the crew.

Even if the repercutions were huge in the narrative, in between the horror and the action it was just a visit (probably the first visit that Renfield had in a long time) to talk.

Reading again the entry I noticed how hostile Renfield is towards Mina at first,

"You're not the girl the doctor wanted to marry, are you? You can't be, you know, for she's dead." - R.M. Renfield, september 30.

and even with everything one can say about sexism, and the building infantilization of Mina, let's remember that this is the first time Renfield meets someone that is specifically associated with Jack. Renfield's remarked abuser in both authority, and personhood in general. Also by probably being informed by Dracula himself that both Mina and Jonathan are the key players in this continuous attacks against his plans in England, on top of just almost correctly assuming that Mina must share the same opinion towards the mentally ill that society has.

Three strikes against Mina that she switfly defeats by treating Renfield like the person he is, and talking to him in a normal manner. After taking care of her beloved Jonathan, and being at Lucy's side most of her life Mina is aware of how the Other is viewed. Maybe as she saw Renfield, Mina thought of a worse reality where the man on the bed was her Jonathan in Budapest, maybe she saw how Seward reacted to Renfield's words, and realized what was actually layed out in the room. Or maybe Mina just saw an old man in need of an ear, and she just listened.

This is the first time that Renfield puts a face on a victim of the Count's games, he puts a voice on the young victim whose life is going to violently end in what he thought was supposed to be eternal bliss. Lucy is a distant dream for Renfield, the revenge against these people who dared to put up a fight against this old ancient evil that goes beyond all of their years combined.

Renfield never knew Lucy, but he knows Mina now.

Renfield sees the young Mina Harker, entering life with her equal young husband in hand, and trying to solve the murder of what he knows now was her best friend, and he reflects. He reflects on everything he has done, on what has passed, and what he can do tomorrow.

Mr. Renfield asked if he might see me. Poor man, he was very gentle, and when I came away he kissed my hand and bade God bless me. Some way it affected me much; I am crying when I think of him. This is a new weakness, of which I must be careful. Jonathan would be miserable if he knew I had been crying. - Mina Harker, october 2.

And the man is devastated to see how he is helping orchestrate the murder of another young lady to please the Count. He becomes desperate to leave (a request that is denied by both Seward, and Van Helsing), so the Count can't have access to the inside of the asylum. It doesn't matter if he looks like a coward by the time's literary standards because if the only way to at least save that young lady is by acting like one? Then Renfield might as well do it, he has nothing to lose sans his life.

I think that the key difference between Mina, and Jack when it comes to Renfield is empathy, and the ability to simply treat the other person with the same humanity you should be treated.

Jack may have studied, and climbed until he got to be the head of an asylum, but his own biases, mental problems, and ableism blurred the lines between patient and doctor so hard that he made Renfield's life a boring hell. From when their dynamic was introduced, to Renfield's death, the narrative dictated how Seward was putting both into a deep spiral in which, not even with Renfield's manipulations, none of them were going to come out in victory.

In contrast, Mina has cared for Jonathan without any restrain, and has lived in service of what the situation demands of her at all times. She knows, as a young victorian lady, how to balance herself without trying to compete, or win the other person in the room with her. Mina only needed to genuinely talk to Renfield to break his heart because she gave him the respect, and honestly she expects for herself when talking.

[bedsyandco]

hiii cami!!!

would you be down to write a small something of blue and jack and rosie's reunion?

coming home

✩ — all AU asks can be found under the {#ᥫ᭡ — blue x jack} tag!! and the AU masterlist can be found here!

✩ — this is an interactive AU which means the inbox is always open for any thoughts you may have about blue, rosie and jack

✩ — I love this little family so much, they have my heart.

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Jack felt the exhaustion deep in his bones as he walked into the apartment, Luke close behind him. He immediately felt comforted by the familiar scene of his apartment, a stark contrast to the hotel rooms, planes and busses he spend his time on the past week. No matter how fancy and luxurious they may be...it wasn't home.

There was nothing like coming home to his own space, own shower, own bed. The first few years going on roadies didn't bother Jack as much. It was fun but once the initial excitement of actually getting to travel in a private jet and stay in a fancy hotel wears off...roadies become a lot less fun.

Especially since he met Blue. There was nothing he hated more than having to leave Blue and Rosie at home while he goes on a road trip, not seeing them for a few days. And Jack could handle the one game, two day road trips but being away for a whole week? It felt like forever. And the fact that they lost two out of the three games on the roadie didn't help.

This year since Luke joined the team, he helped a little with Jack's road trip blues, but since Violet was in Jersey for a few weeks and Luke had to leave her there he's been just as, if not more, pissy than Jack.

Jack dropped his bags on the floor near the door, shrugging off his jacket and walking further into the apartment towards the living room where the familiar sound of Cars was playing on the TV. He didn't get a chance to say or do anything before there was a strong force around his legs, stopping him from moving any further and he bent down to pick Rosie up, squeezing her tightly to his chest.

"Hi my Rosie girl. I missed you so much," Jack says softly, squeezing her and dropping a kiss to her head. Jack sees both Blue and Violet smile at them from their position on the couch. Violet getting up the second Luke comes into view, jumping into his arms and giving him a kiss that Jack makes sure Rosie can't see.

Jack sends Blue a grin, seeing that she's wearing his clothes. Everything from her hoodie, her sweats, even down to her socks belonged to Jack. After a few moments when he realizes Rosie isn't planning on loosening her arms around his neck, he makes his way to the couch, sitting next to Blue. He throws his arm over her shoulders, pulling her into his side and just holding both his girls.

Jack smiles slightly when he notices that Rosie fell asleep, shifting her slightly to the left so he can pull Blue closer to him. His heart squeezes tightly when Rosie clenches his shirt between her fingers, as if she's afraid Jack might leave if she lets him go. He kisses her head soothingly, turning to the other side to do the same to Blue.

"You're never leaving again," Blue mumbles against his chest and Jack smiles

"I missed you too baby. So so much. Can she sleep with us tonight?" Jack asks and Blue nods, her heart in her throat seeing how much Jack loves her girl. Their girl.

"I love you Jack," she says and Jack lowers his lips to hers, kissing her softly, making sure not to move Rosie too much

"I love you endlessly my Blue. Let's go to bed. I'm beat."

[sequinsmile-x]

Half Time

She’d always been attracted to him. 

AKA the one where Emily watches Aaron coach Jack's soccer team and loses her mind.

-x-

Hi friends,

I saw a pic of a man who looked vaguely like Aaron wearing a baby carrier whilst scrolling through Pinterest, and my brain shut off kind of like Emily's does in this.

Naturally, a smut fic was needed.

-x-

Words: 2.9k

Warnings: Smut, 18+

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

She’d always been attracted to him. 

Even back when she hated him, when he was her boss who didn’t trust her and let her know it, she’d felt it. An almost primal urge that pushed her towards him. If he hadn’t been married she’s sure she would have pulled him into a supply closet at some point, or the bathroom of the local bar where they often all went for drinks. She would have let him fuck her against any available surface, both of them getting the pent up emotions out in what they would have both claimed at the time was a one-time thing. 

Looking back on it, she’s glad it didn’t end up that way. She’s grateful that she never gave into her baser instincts, that they’d waited until they were ready, somehow both in one piece again after everything they’d been through. If she had given in, if she’d kissed him one of the many, many times she’d considered it over the years, they likely wouldn’t have what they had now. They wouldn’t be married, wouldn’t be raising Jack together in the house they’d bought last year. 

They wouldn’t have their little girl.

It seemed impossible to think about, something she didn’t even like to consider. 

Emily smiles as she settles onto the bleachers, suppressing a yawn as she takes a sip of her coffee. Her smile gets wider when she spots Aaron, standing on the sidelines ready to coach Jack’s soccer team, with Violet strapped to him in her baby carrier. The four-month-old was contentedly asleep, her cheek pressed to her father’s chest, and the sight of them together warms Emily from the inside out. He was such a good father that it made her ache sometimes, that same primal feeling she’d had all those years ago sparking deep in her gut whenever she watched him interact with their children. 

She finds herself distracted by it, her gaze fixed on the way he places his hand on Violet’s back, how he looks down to check on her as he talks to one of the other parents standing near him. Emily goes to sip her coffee again but almost misses her mouth, she clears her throat and looks around to make sure no one saw it happen. Her eyes go wide when she looks back at Aaron to find him looking at her, a smirk on his face that she hates as much as she loves and she narrows her eyes at him. He winks before he goes back to paying attention to the game and she curses herself internally, shaking her head as she presses her lips together. 

“Hi, Emily.” 

She turns at the sound of Jessica’s voice and smiles, “Hi Jess,” she says, pulling her into a hug as she sits next to her, “Jack will be so pleased you made it.” 

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she replies, her smile turning curious as she looks at Aaron, “Is Vi helping with coaching today?” 

Emily chuckles and shakes her head, “No, we had a bit of a rough night and apparently only I would do according to Violet,” she says, her exhaustion feeling briefly worse as she acknowledges it, “Aaron insisted on taking her so I could have a break.” 

“Is she okay?” Jessica asks, her eyebrows furrowing together in concern. She loved Violet in the same way she loved Jack, and had referred to her as her niece from the first time she met the little girl. Emily was endlessly grateful for the woman sitting next to her, for the way she had accepted her place in Jack and Aaron’s life so easily, and now how she loved her daughter. 

“She’s okay,” Emily assures her, looking back over at Aaron and smiling at how he still has his hand on Violet’s back, how the baby looks impossibly smaller against him. She feels the familiar pull in her lower belly again and she  looks back at Jessica, “Just the four month sleep regression I think,” she says, her smile wry, “We’re not getting a whole lot of sleep at the minute.” 

Jessica’s smile turns into a smirk, the kind of expression Emily’s sure a sister would have given her if she’d ever had one, and she leans in closer so no one other than Emily can hear her, “I’m assuming sleeping isn’t the only thing there isn’t a whole lot of right now?” 

Emily’s eyes go wide and she can feel her cheeks burning, something that only makes Jessica laugh at her. She clears her throat and shrugs, well aware that her attempts at nonchalance had failed, “I don’t know what you mean.”

It had been a little longer since she’d last had sex than she cared to admit. Their sex life had always been healthy but towards the end of her pregnancy and ever since she gave birth it wasn’t something that happened anywhere near as often. In the 10 weeks since she’d been cleared by her doctor after she’d had Violet, they’d only had sex a handful of times and it was driving her crazy. 

Jessica rolls her eyes, “Please, Emily. You’re looking at him like a lion looks at a gazelle on those nature documentaries,” she says, her smile only getting wider when Emily averts her gaze, “I’m happy to take the kids for a few hours.” 

She chuckles dryly and shakes her head, “No, it’s okay. Jack is going to his friends this afternoon anyway and Vi usually goes down for her afternoon nap with no issues.” 

Their attention is pulled away from each other as they hear Aaron yell at someone to be careful. When Emily looks over he now has both hands on, a still sleeping, Violet’s back and he is frowning at the man standing just a couple of paces away from them. It didn’t take much to realise that the other man had clearly walked into Aaron, his protective stance and the glare on his face all the evidence Emily needs, and she feels her nerves tingling just at the thought of it. Sparks setting off throughout her body at the thought of him yelling at someone, something she’d always found almost disturbingly attractive, to protect their little girl enough to tip her over the edge. 

She clenches her teeth to try and gain control of herself, blowing out a steady breath as she hears a muffled giggle from beside her, and she turns to look at Jessica.

“Haley always liked it when he was assertive too.”

“Jess.” 

___

Emily doesn’t think she’s ever been more grateful that Violet goes down for her nap without fussing. 

She changes out of the clothes she wore to the soccer game and puts on one of Aaron’s shirts and a pair of his boxers, partially because Violet spit up on her after she fed her, partially because she knows the sight of her in his clothes sends her husband wild. Her need for him had only increased as the soccer game wore on, and it wasn’t helped by the fact he’d placed his warm, heavy, hand on her thigh the entire journey home. She wasn’t going to waste the small amount of alone time they had. 

She finds him in the kitchen, humming off key to himself as he empties the dishwasher. She stares at him for a moment, watches how the muscles in his arms shift under his skin, how the material of his polo shirt stretches around his triceps. Her gaze trails downwards, landing on his ass, perfectly hugged by his jeans, and she swallows thickly. 

She places the baby monitor down on the counter and walks over to him, wrapping her arms around him from behind and resting her head on his shoulder. 

“Did she go down okay?” He asks, his hand automatically seeking out hers as she places it on his abdomen.

“Yes,” she replies, breathing in the scent of him, something that was uniquely him sneaking out from underneath the cologne she’d bought him, “For a girl who apparently hates sleeping at night she sure loves a nap.” 

He giggles and turns in her embrace, briefly frozen in place when he sees what she’s wearing. He swallows thickly, his hands shifting to her hips, and she presses her lips together, knowing she’s got him exactly where she wants him. 

“You changed?” 

She shrugs, “Vi spit up on me.” 

He doesn’t entirely believe her and she knows it, the way he grips her hip even tighter all the acknowledgement she needs. 

He looks her up and down, the sight of his clothes on her doing exactly what he knows she’d planned for. He backs her up against the kitchen counter, smirking when she jumps slightly when it hits her back, trapping her between him and the marble. 

“So,” he says, smiling as her tongue pokes out to lick her lower lip, his focus stuck on how it shines afterwards, making him want to do nothing other than taste her skin, “We probably have about an hour until she wakes up.” 

Emily hums, shifting back and forth as she rubs her thighs together for a moment of relief, the tension between them close to making her snap, “I wonder what we should do,” she says, her eyes flicking up to his, “To pass the time-”

She’s cut off as he surges forward, his lips against hers as he cups her cheeks, holding her in place. She sighs contentedly into the kiss and wraps her arms around him, her fingers digging into his back through his polo shirt. She opens her mouth to grant him access, moaning as he deepens the kiss. They only pull back when the need for oxygen comes too much, both of them light-headed as they gasp for air, but Aaron carries on, kissing her cheek and then her jaw, carrying on down her throat as if he was a man starved. 

It was nice to know she wasn’t the only one who had been going a little crazy lately. 

He pushes the shirt she’s wearing down her shoulder, licking at her skin, groaning at the taste of her. It was something he never got used to even after all this time, forever under her spell. He pulls the strap of her bra down, nipping at the skin it had covered and she sighs, pressing her hips against his. He smirks against her and does it again, his palm sneaking under the bottom of the shirt and grasping at her, tracing familiar hills and valleys he knows he could map in his sleep. 

She moans as he gets closer to her breasts, his thumb tracing under the cup of her bra and she places her hands on his shoulders. She was sensitive, sore in a way she hadn’t known was possible before she started to breastfeed, and the thought of it breaks through the haze that had washed over her. 

“Honey,” she gasps out, “They’re-”

“Off limits,” he says, his touch becoming softer as he presses a gentle kiss to the top of her breast, “I know, sweetheart.” 

She smiles and cups his face, pulling him in for a kiss. She wraps her arms around his neck and moans as his hands shift to her hips. He stands back just far enough to help lift her onto the counter, his thumbs in the waistline of the boxers she's wearing so he can pull them down her legs. He lets them drop to the floor and steps between her legs and runs his hand up her thigh, smirking and breaking the kiss as he feels the slick on her skin. He groans as he runs his fingers through her folds, his smile getting wider when she rocks her hips against his hand.  

“You’re so wet, Em,” he says, his jeans getting so tight they feel uncomfortable, “So desperate for me,” he leans in and kisses her cheek, “I think someone likes watching me coach the soccer team.”

She hums and nods, rolling her hips against his hand, any embarrassment she might feel at being caught out overwhelmed by her desire for him. 

“Aaron, please-” She’s cut off as he slips one of his fingers inside of her, her words disappearing into a moan as he rubs circles on her clit, “Fuck, yes. That’s it.” 

It had always been like this. Like he’d not only studied the manual for her body, for what brought her to the edge, but like he’d written the damn thing. His famous attention to detail something that she quickly learnt wasn’t just something he applied at work. 

Usually, he’d tease her, build her up slowly as she begged for more, the breathy sounds she’d release against his skin one of his favourite sounds in the world. But he knows their time is limited, that they’d have to stop if Violet wakes up, so he doesn’t. He’s relentless, circling her clit in a way that makes her grip at his arm, her nails digging into his skin and leaving red marks, and he pumps his finger in and out of her, adding a second just to hear her groan. She rests her forehead on his shoulder and she shudders, a sure sign she is close. 

“Aaron…I’m…” she gasps, clenching around his fingers, her grip on his arm getting tighter as her words catch in her chest, 

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he says gruffly, his voice thick with desire, and she moans his name as she comes, her head thrown back as every nerve in her body catches fire, a spark setting off in her gut and spreading outwards. 

“Jesus fucking Christ,” she mutters as she comes down, chuckling as she shakes her head. 

“No, just me,” he replies, winking at her and she rolls her eyes, pulling him in for a kiss as she runs her hands down his back and cups his ass through his jeans. She wraps one of her legs around his waist and pulls him closer, her heel digging into his back.

“Take off your jeans,” she says, smiling as he immediately complies. 

He undoes his belt and jeans, lowering them and his boxers just enough so he can spring free. It’s a small relief, the discomfort his jeans had caused gone, but it’s not enough, the desire to be inside of her overwhelming. He groans as she reaches for him, pumping him up and down as he steps closer, her other leg hooking around his waist. 

They groan in unison as she guides him into her, the familiar feeling no less incredible than it had been the very first time. She rests her forehead against his, her breath shuddering over his skin as she gets used to the stretch of him. He stays still, his hands tight on her hips as he holds her close and she rolls her hips, desperate for him to move. 

“Aaron, please,” she says, her lips hovering over his. Her eyes roll back as he pulls out of her and pushes back in, long, slow strokes that feel like they push the hair from her lungs. 

“You feel so good sweetheart,” he grunts, chasing her lips in a desperate kiss, “So fucking good.” 

“You too,” she replies, rolling her hips in tandem with his, “So good.” 

She rests her forehead on his shoulder, letting herself get lost in the feeling of him, in the feel of them. Sex had always been something she enjoyed, but with him, it had always been different. It could be fast and desperate like this, where they needed each other so much they didn’t even take off all their clothes. Or it could be slow and sensual, their hands linked together as they took their time, showing each other how much they loved each other. 

She feels herself getting close again, the feeling simmering low in her gut. He’s close too, his hips stuttering as he speeds up. She opens her mouth to tell him, but he already knows, his thumb on her clit as he reaches between them, rubbing gentle circles against her. She gasps and clenches around him, making him groan as he thrusts against her. They tip over the edge together, Emily’s teeth sinking into his shoulder through his shirt so she doesn’t scream out, her mind just about able to remind her their baby was asleep upstairs. 

“Fuck, Em,” he grunts as he comes deep inside of her, his cheek resting against the top of her head, “I love you so much.”

She chuckles breathlessly, “Love you too,” she pulls back to look at him, her hands on his cheeks as she pulls him into a gentle kiss, “I needed that.” 

“Me too,” He laughs and rests his forehead on her shoulder, breathless as she runs her fingers through his hair, “You really had to change into my clothes?” 

She playfully narrows her eyes at him as she encourages him to look at her. She places her hand on his chest and rubs the material of his shirt between her thumb and forefinger, “Oh come on, like you didn’t know exactly what you were doing when you put on this polo shirt this morning?” 

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Andy x reader

The reader is pregnant asff and she’s home alone when she goes into labor and the crew races to their house and Andy ends up delivering the babies

adorable and i love andy so much. i can’t believe this is our last season with her

labor

You weren’t even showing any signs of labor this morning, so imagine how surprised she was when you’d given a distress call to the station.

Initially, you’d called your wife’s cell, three times, but she wasn’t answering.

Which meant she was out on a call, and there was no way she’d make it back in time to drive you to the hospital.

She’d texted this morning, like every morning since the two of you had found out about your pregnancy, and told you who would be working front desk. She told you if you needed anything to text or call them.

You were really thankful it was Travis today.

He would get you to the hospital fast and efficiently, as well as crack a few jokes so it wouldn’t feel like a million years away.

You’d called the station, holding your stomach in the worst pain you’d ever felt.

“Travis,” You groaned. “It’s time.”

“Y/n?” Travis frowned. “Oh, wait, it’s time? Like— like baby time? Like that time?”

“Yes!” You cried. “My water broke and i’m having really bad contractions. Come over right now and take me to the hospital.”

“I— okay. What about Andy?” Travis said, putting the phone on speaker as he put his coat on hastily.

“What about her?” You are leaning against the couch. You sit on the ground on your knees, your chest on the couch cushion. “I called. She didn’t answer.”

“Well— let me switch you to my cell.”

The three beeps came as he hung up, but he was fast about callings you back.

“They just finished their call,” Travis said, a car door slamming in the background.

“Okay,” You say breathlessly, enjoying the feeling of comfort before the next contraction starts.

“Do you want to call her?” Travis asks.

“Yeah. Hold on,” You hang up on him, quickly trying your wife again.

“Hello?” Andy answered, a smile evident in her voice.

“Hey— oof,” You get cut off as the next contraction hit you hard. They were getting closer together and more painful. “I’m— I’m in labor, Andy. You need to get here now.”

“Oh, I— I’m on my way, cariño,” Andy nodded. “We need to go to my house right now.”

She told Maya and you could hear the sirens turn back on as the truck accelerated.

“Please don’t get in an accident,” You plead, “Oh my god this hurts like a bitch.”

“Hey, language!” You can hear Jack shout from the background. “What? The baby hears everything.”

“I sure hope not,” Maya jokes, receiving a slap on the arm from Andy.

“Okay, okay,” Andy rolls her eyes. “You called Travis like I told you?”

“Yes, I called him as soon as I called you the first three times,” You cried out in pain. “He says he’ll be here in a minute.”

“I’m sure he broke every traffic violation to get to you, Herrera,” Maya joked again, and she probably wasn’t wrong.

You were the closest to Travis out of everyone on the team (besides Andy), and he’d probably do anything for you.

Andy hears Travis tell you to get up off the ground and helps you onto the couch.

“Here,” Travis puts a pillow under your back to relieve some of your pain.

There’s some silence as he helps you get settled and check for your dilation.

“This isn’t how I wanted this to go,” You complain.

“I know, but we’ll never get you to the hospital in time,” Travis insisted. “You don’t want to have your baby in my car, do you?”

“Travis, talk to me,” Andy demands.

“She’s nine centimeters, Andy,” Travis looks at your phone with concern.

“Do what you have to. We’re two minutes,” Andy lets out a shaky breath.

“Hurry.”

You can all but hear the sirens as the phone hangs up.

“You got this,” Travis insists. “Andy will be here in a second, and you’re going to be a champ about this. I know this isn’t how you wanted this to go, but your baby will be brought into this world with love.”

“I love you, Travis. You know?”

“Mm, tell me some more,” Travis laughs as you grab his hand, all but crushing all the bones.

Travis cries in pain as Andy bursts into your guys’ house.

“Hi, my love,” Andy gives a quick kiss to your head, then immediately goes to the open spot between your legs.

Maya followed in behind Andy, along with Jack.

Then Ben, Dean and Victoria were in the second truck behind them, so it was a full party in the Herrera house.

Victoria stood by Andy’s side in case she needed to tap out, but Andy never did.

“You got this baby,” Andy nodded. Seeing you were crowning, she told you it was time and told you to begin pushing.

It didn’t take long, and it made sense considering how long it took for you to begin labor.

Ben, Jack and Dean had to step out of the house for a few minutes because it was beginning to be too much, and you were beginning to lose your patience with them.

Maya suggested they go get some sandwiches for dinner and ice for you, because they were beginning to run out of ice to smash up for you to serve as ice chips.

Travis, Maya and Victoria never left your side once, and never complained. You loved them for that.

Travis had to give his hand a break at times, so him, Victoria and Maya switched and held your hand.

You cried the whole way through it, and all but broke all three of their hands.

But in the end you and Andy had a beautiful baby girl.

“Well,” You sighed, holding the gorgeous creature in your arms. “I think we’re gonna need a new couch.”

“Decide on a name, idiot,” Travis chuckles.

The two of you hadn’t really even thought about names. You wanted the gender to be a surprise, so you didn’t know where to even begin. And the pregnancy flew by so fast, you didn’t even realize you were so close to your term.

“How about.. Luna?” Andy looked into your daughter’s beautiful brown eyes.

“I love it,” You smile in content. “Luna Pruitt Herrera.”

“Pruitt..?” Andy looked at you in surprise.

You told her you had the perfect middle name a few weeks ago, but never told her what it was. No matter how much she begged.

“It’s perfect,” Andy kisses you on the lips, the two of you admiring your bundle of joy.

The men did eventually get back with sandwiches, and all of you spend the night together.

(After you take a shower, of course)!

[smrsxx]

Celebrity Crush | Erling Haaland x fem!shy!short!reader

Request :

Imagine you and Erling are each others celebrity crushes (reader is an f1 driver or whatever you want them to be) and she goes to her first Man City Game but she is nervous because even though these famous she is quite shy

Most of the city lads know about Erling crush so when they see her they tease him saying things like “ooo your girls here” Erling doesn’t believe it until he see you for himself

After the game (a win of course) you both meet up after and since it’s your first time meeting they are both really flustered

Erling asks them on a data and they exchange numbers

After there 5th date Erling confesses his love for the reader and is such a simp for her

Maybe if you are comfortable it ends in really soft smut between the two and even softer aftercare

Xxxxx

Ps- I love your writing your doing so well, keep it up 🩷🩷

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Thank you so much for requesting this imagine , the idea was amazing and I was so glad that I had the chance on writing it .

Again thank you all for the undying suuport < 3 ( I WILL NOT STOP TELLING YOU ) .

Tw : nervousness , shyness , shity friends , the fem!reader is described as short , AND SMUT ( I tried OK ? ) .

Ps . I was so happy writing this .

English isn't my first language , so if you spot a mistake , please just bare with me .

5k words : )

Enjoy < 3

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Reader's Pov

Being a F1 driver is not an easy thing . It is not an easy thing at all . Everyone is constantly judging you for everything .

Especially if you are the only woman in a sport that most people are men .

I am not saying that F1 is a man's sport . I've known a lot of women in the Formula world , it is just that everyone is hard one you when you are the only woman in Formula racing with other people . And it is even harder when you are racing in F1 .

Currently I'm sitting in Toto Wolff's office with Susie .

" I don't know what I did wrong . I didn't say anything to him ." I said to Susie about what happened a few minutes ago in the conference room .

I was sitting with Lewis , George and Mike and we were all waiting for the other drivers to show up so we could discuss some things for the upcoming season .

But someone had other plans . . .

A lot of drivers didn't even showed up .

Lewis was starting to lose his patience and after a couple of minutes he got up and tried to search for the others .

" Where are you going ? " I asked him quietly looking up at him .

" I just want to get this over with and go home as everybody else wants , but there are just a few of us . " He said angrily .

" Let me come with you . " I said to him and the moment I got up from my chair , a certain Red Bull driver whispered : " Puppet " .

After that I just left the conference room and didn't show up .

" Honey it wasn't your fault . Everyone is anxious for the race . He didn't really mean it . " Susie said trying to calm my down .

It wasn't really working .

When Toto came in followed by Lewis , we went through the situation again , and then decided that we all need a brake .

This was a really good opportunity to visit Manchester and my family.

Maybe go out with some of my friends .

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Manchester

I hate my friends .

We decided to go all out tonight , maybe at some bar and then head back home , but my friends decided to bring me to my first football mach with Manchester City against Chelsea .

Not because they wanted to watch a football game .

No .

Because they know about the crash I have on a certain striker .

Erling Braut Haaland .

The man isn't even aware about my existence .

So what am I even doing here ?

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Erling's Pov

" OOO YOUR GIRLS HERE " !!! Jack Grealish screamed to Erling while they werje training before the start of the game .

" Stop screaming man . What are you even saying ? " Erling asked his close friend .

" I saw her man . I swear . She is right over there in the VIP section . " Jack said to him while pointing out in the crowd .

Erling grabbed his hand shocked . " Stop pointing . Your blind . She's not here . I would have seen her . "

" Yeah right . " Jack said while trying to hold his laugh .

" Ayo bro . Y/N's here . " Phil said walking towards them .

And with that Erling started panicking and Jack bursted out laughing.

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" Famous F1 driver for the AMG Petronas team is in the house . " The presenter said quietly while your face showed on the big screen of the City stadium .

Erling was shocked .

He stoped dead in his track .

Your beautiful features right infront of him .

" She is so cute . " He said to himself not knowing that the cameras were filming his reaction .

The internet is going to be on fire tonight .

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" OMG Y/N YOU ARE ON THE SCREEN !!! " Your friend scream to you pointing at the camera .

" Huh ? " You asked quietly , but she was right . Your while face was on the screen .

Feelinh embarrassed you looked down and missed the face of your biggest crush looking at you .

" OMG Y/N ERLING IS LOOKING AT YOU !!! " Your friend scream at you again shaking you this time .

" No he doesn't . " You said with a red face .

" OMG Y/N THERE IS A VIDEO ON TWITTER . YOU ARE ERLING'S CRUSH . " Your friend said to you while looking at her phone screen .

Soon the game started .

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Manchester City won against Chelsea and Ofcourse Erling scored the goal .

Everyone was celebrating .

Even you .

You left the stadium . Your friend went home with an other guy and left you alone . You didn't brought your car with you .

" I miss my Benz now . " You said to yourself while looking down walking to the parking session and then head out , when suddenly you heard laughs and voices .

" Oi Y/N how are you ? Did you liked the game ? You know Erling scored a goal . " Jack said to you while you saw Erling Haaland himself for the first time behing him .

When Jack started walking towars you , Erling went behind him and in a matters of seconds they were both right in front of you .

You and Erling were both looking at each other .

Didn't say a word .

" Erling has a really big crush on you Y/N and by your looks you seem to have too . I'll leave you both to it . " Jack said proud of himself and then walked away , leaving you both looking at each other .

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" Your face is really red . " Erling said quietly while looking down at you.

" Your really tall . " You too said guietly while looking up at him .

When you two realished what you both told one another you started laughing .

" Can I have your number ? " Erling asked you smiling .

" Ofcourse . "

" Do you have a ride home ? I can take you if you want . " He told you .

That night were he drove you home , you had your first date . It was a long drive and you got to know some things about each other .

" Will I see you again ? " He asked you when you reached your house .

" We can go out tomorrow for dinner . Is it okay with you ? " You asked him with a smile .

" Yes it is . " He answered and you gave him a kiss on the cheek .

After that you thanked him again and got out .

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You were both sitting in a park near your apartment , eating burger's and drinking Ice Tea .

" Are you sure you should be eating those things ? " You askeh him once again .

" No but I'm not gonna tell anyone and neither do you . " He answered and kissed your cheek smiling .

You were both dating for a couple of months and things have been great .

You loved him , but you were really afraid telling him .

" I am gonna delete my Instagram account . " Erling said defeated . " Everyone keeps calling me a simp and Jack encourages them . " He added and you laughed .

God . . . how much he loved you . Your smile , your eyes , your laugh .

" I know it's only been a while , but I think I love you . I really do . " He confessed and you could sense that he was worried that you might not share the same feelings .

But you interrupted his thoughts .

" I think I am in love with you too . I mean I know it's only been two months , but we are both happy and we are having a great time . We don't have to be anxious about it right ? " You said looking him in the eyes .

Suddenly you started kissing .

You didn't even know how you ended up in your apartment .

Erling holding your hands beside your head , your legs spread out for him , slowly sliding in and out of you .

All you could think about was him .

Only him .

The way he was giving you so much pleasure , but at the same time he was so soft with you .

Leaving kisses and hickeys on your neck and your collarbone's .

Holding each other like your entire life's depended on it .

Him kissing you like the worls was ending .

But the way his hips found yours in every thrust made you see oblivion .

You could feel him twitching everytime a soft moan escaped your mouth .

When he was close he left your hands and wrapped them beneath your back and your head embracing you in a thigh and warm hug .

Your hands found their way into his hair .

You were close too . He could feel you squeezing him everytime he reached a certain spot .

After a couple of minutes he bottomed out .

You reacher your high .

Both feeling high .

He didn't let you go for a second that night .

Holding each other , laughing , telling stories , having sex again , kissing .

And when the morning sun made it's appearance , you finally fell asleep .

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@unimportantbabymilksharkte

@evarasworld

[rowdyhughesy]

Back to you - Jack Hughes

Summary: Y/N moves away, thinking that she will never see Jack Hughes again but Ellen Hughes has other ideas.

“I need you to know. That I'd come back to you, I'd come back to you. If you were a thousand miles away. With your new friends in a new place, I'd still come back to you. “

- Back to You, Jake Cornell

May 2018

Making the decision to break up after Y/N’s exchange year was over and it was time for her to fly home was hard. Neither of them wanting to make it but what choice did two 17 year olds have? Jack was staying in Michigan and Y/N was flying back to Germany. Tears rolling down their pink cheeks as Jack hugged the girl tighter against him. The Hughes family and Y/N’s host family behind them, looking on with sad eyes at two kids in love. No pain is greater then being in love with someone you know you can’t be with in this moment of time. This was a perfect example of right person wrong time. “Flight 195 gate 2A to Hamburg Germany from Detroit Michigan is now boarding.” The announcement feels like it echoes inside their heads, leaving nothing but more sadness and heartbreak behind. “You have to go.” Jacks voice cracks at the end, it’s small barely above a whisper and if Y/N wasn’t currently standing with her face buried in his neck she wouldn’t have heard him. Pulling away but only so that she could look into his eyes they force out teary smiles. Standing on her toes Y/N rests her forehead against Jacks. His breath fanning her face is shaky, like he’s forcing everything in his power to not break down. “Das ist kein Abschied. ich liebe dich Jack Hughes.” And with that she was boarding the flight and leaving Michigan, Jack, behind.

June 2019

She should probably be nervous, scared. This is crazy even for her but she can feel it in her bones that she has to be here. This is Jacks draft, she knows how much this means and even if they’re no longer together and haven’t been for over a year she needs to be in the same building even if it’s for a night. He doesn’t know that she’s in Vancouver, they haven’t spoken since last summer. The pain of timezones and distance became to much. Ellen and Jim knows though, Luke too. Y/N has talked to the youngest Hughes a couple of times since she went back home and Ellen constantly keeps in touch with the girl since she became Jacks ‘other half’ as they call her during that year. She didn’t want her to disappear just because life got in the way so she kept on calling and texting when she had the chance. That is how Y/N ended up in Canada. After much debating with the mother she decided. She was going.

Thumbnail between her teeth she paces back and forth on the sidewalk. Is this a good idea? What if Jack doesn’t love her anymore and doesn’t want her here? What if... A hand on her shoulder makes the anxious girl jump, startled she spins around coming face to face with Jim Hughes. “Jimmy!” Wide smiles are exchanged as they wrap each other in a hug. “Come on we gotta hurry before Rowdy notices I’ve wandered off and starts freaking out.” Jack. Ever the one to act like he isn’t freaking out on the inside because he knows that there is a chance for him to be picked number one when in reality he’s probably going crazy inside his mind. Following Jim like a lost puppy she can feel bile rising up her throat from the nervousness. That all goes away when she sees him, or rather his back as he’s talking to Ellen and some others from the Hughes-Weinberg fam. She can see Ellen mumble something to Jack that makes him freeze mid-sentence, body going rigid before slowly turning around. Eyes glossy, expression shifting between confused, sad and happy as they meet Y/N’s equally tear filled eyes. “I told you it wasn’t goodbye.”

Those few words seem to make Jack get in touch with reality as he takes off sprinting towards the girl standing beside his dad. Cradling her face in his hands he lets the tears fall. “Baby what are you doing here? I can’t believe you’re here. I’ve missed you so much.” His words jumble together as they fall past his lips getting a laugh out of Y/N. “I wasn’t going to miss your draft Jack. Besides, I will always find my way back to you. I’m not leaving this time. I’ll follow you to the end of the world if that’s what it takes.” Standing there with giddy smiles on their faces Jack finally leans in capturing Y/N’s lips in a kiss for the first time in a year.

They kept their promise, it wasn’t a goodbye just an I’ll see you later when the timing is right again.

[myaswriting]

quinn brings her home

quinn hughes x fem!woc! reader 

warnings: not proofread! swearing & kissing

there’s not a single summer that goes by where quinn is taken. sure he’s had his flings and casuals, but none of them were ever real. 

you were real. 

you were everything to quinn hughes. 

you and quinn had met about ten months ago after a devastating loss against his brother’s team, the devils. he was sulking. pouting and whining over this loss. he begged his parents to come to vancouver to watch it knowing they’d say yes. anything for their boys right? 

he felt like a failure. a loser. he knew jack was always number one but he- 

you know what, that is beside the point. 

he saw you dancing with your friends. happy and glowing. he was envious. the jealousy of feeling happy. he wanted to have an ounce of your joy. 

you noticed he was staring but pretended you didn’t see him. in all honesty you wanted to walk over there and ask him what he wanted. 

you knew better. 

that was until he finally approached you and asked you what your name was. 

- 

“you are the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen,” he slurs lightly tipsy from downing too many shots to count. 

“oh my gosh,” you cant help but belt out a laugh. he was so cute coming over here all flushed and excited to talk to you. you felt heat build in your belly. 

“i’m y/n,” you smile stepping closer to him so you could hear over the loud music. 

“y/n” he whispers giggling to himself. “pretty, im huggy” 

“huggy,” you giggle with raised brows. he smiles and blows you a kiss. 

“ok.. it’s actually quinn,” he smiles leaning on the bar. 

you ask to dance. 

he nods. 

you and quinn dance all night before parting ways. you give him your number and hope he texts or calls. or even remembers you. 

of course he did. 

- 

you watch the trees go by while looking through the windows of quinn’s jeep. he squeezes your thigh getting your attention. you look over and smile at him. 

“penny for your thoughts?” he questions. 

“nothing much,” you smile tapping your fingers against his hand on your thigh. 

he stares foward not saying anything. knowing you are lying. he understands your fears. he wants you to share your frustration with him. 

“quinn, im not like the usual girls you bring home,” you say shakily. feeling the knot in your throat you feared you never had to feel again. 

quinn flinches at the use of his name and not baby or babe. 

“sweetheart, i didn’t bring anyone home. well- let me rephrase that,” you giggle lightly at his nervous antics. 

“look, you are the first girl i’ve brought home. sure other’s have met my brother’s but that’s not important. i want you to meet my parents, cousins, and home town friends. i want them to know you. you are everything to me. i need them to know that,” he answered blushing at his own feelings. 

you feel a tear slide down your cheek. you wipe it before speaking. 

“god you’re so romantic,” you mused bringing his hand to your mouth to kiss it softly. 

“i love you y/n,” he whispers seriously. 

“i love you more huggy,” you beamed. 

- 

okay maybe quinn’s little speech in the car was super cute and made you feel extremely loved. this was not going to be easy. you are a woman of color. this is like white people central. we don’t date nhl players they don’t usually like us! 

you looked down at your hands feeling like you’re floating. quinn helps you out of his lifted jeep and you smile up at him fixing your sundress that road up in the car. 

he kisses your cheek before pulling you in front of him so he could walk behind you and hold you securely. 

“quinn!” a woman’s voice shoutes from across the yard. his smile grows. 

you know that she is his mother. you tense at the sight. she gets closer and you take a deep breath. 

“hey ma,” quinn gushes holding you close to his side while hugging his mom. 

she looks over at you and her eyes soften. 

“you must be miss y/n,” she says looking you in the eyes. “you are stunning dear, my goodness,” she praises looking up at quinn. 

he beams with pride kissing the side of your head before ellen agrees to head inside with you two. 

as the night progressed you had met jim, jack and his posse, luke and luke’s best friend dylan. they were all really nice and were very kind. none of them seemed uncomfortable and treated you like family right away. 

- 

you sat out on the patio staring at the moon as it shines down on the giant lake. you grab your glass of wine and sip it. you hear the patio door open but make no move to see who it is as you assumed it was quinn.

“hey sweetie,” you look up wide eyed at ellen who comes and sits next to you. 

“hi,” you cautioned nervous you’d fuck up. 

“i hope you are feeling welcomed, we were really excited to meet you.” she smiles widely.

“you are all quinn talks about when he calls, no hockey. you first. always.” she laughs and you join her blushing at this new information. 

“he would just gush about how happy you make him and how much he feels loved and secure,” she trembles a little bit. 

“thank you for loving him, he deserves this kind of love,” you nod biting your lip holding back tears. “you know he’s never brought a girl home to michigan,” 

you laugh remembering he said that earlier. 

“yes, he might have mentioned it,” 

she smirks and grabs your hands. “is this okay?” she questions before officially grabbing your hands. you smile and nod letting her hold them. 

“we are so happy you are here, honest to god,” she beams softly. 

- 

“hey pretty girl,” quinn smiles watching you walk into his room. you plop down on his bed and groan into the blanket.

he chuckles tapping your head. you look up and smile dumbly at him.

“thank you for bringing me here,” you praise crawling up towards him. when you reach him you climb onto his lap straddling him.

he places his large hands on your hips rubbing softly on the exposed skin between your shorts and tank top. he kisses your jaw softly moving closer to your lips. he pulls away slowly looking at you with loving eyes.

“i plan on bringing you home everytime,” he smiles placing a soft yet firm kiss on your lips. you giggle and grab his face deepening the kiss.

you stomach growls. there’s silence untjl you both let out load laughs.

“c’mon baby let’s get you fed,” quinn laughs patting your thighs.

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